This is a song about "Dead life"

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

Bring life to the dead, uplift the upset

She don’t give her nigga head

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Nobody ain't own us yet

Boom! now that she is dead

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Im dead, they're searching for any sing of life like im mars

Give us this day, our daily bread

Your raps are so brain dead

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

You're cancerous, a cadaver motherfucker, already dead

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

These cops trippin' now they want me dead

Like night of the living dead

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread